Nat's POV

When I announced that I was breaking with Bruce because I decided to stay with James everyone hated me.

Bruce had his reasons and he was justified, but the others no, it was my decision and they had to accept it.

Steve was mad, once James and I met him while we were going back home and Steve punched him.

My aunt Lily loved Bruce and she was very sad when I told her we broke but she respected my decision, same for Peggy.

She was still my best friend and she helped me a lot when James and I decided to move in another city.

James and I decided that we couldn't live in Los Angeles anymore, we were always scared to see Steve or Bruce everytime we went out.

Steve was my cousin, I knew that, but he was acting like a child.

So, thanks to Peggy's help, we moved to London.

A big change, I know, but that is what we needed.

Our house was an apartment in the city and it was very close to my office.

James started working as guard in a museum and I kept my work as a psychologist, but this time I had my private office.

It was all going very well and months flew very fast.

One day I was walking back home when a woman stopped me: it was almost the sunset, it was snowing a little and I was holding my cup of hot chocolate.

-Can you please stop right there?- the woman said.

I did like she said and she took a photo with her camera.

-Thank you! The view was amazing, I had to take a photo- she said smiling -I'm Carol by the way, I'm a photographer-.

-Natasha but you can call me Nat, nice to meet you- I said shaking her hand.

-Are you American? Sorry I recognized the accent- she asked.

-Yes I am, but I have Russian origins. And I guess you are too- I said.

-Yes! Finally someone who is american, I needed to hear the familiar accent after all this time here!- she said and we both laughed.

We started talking and I discovered that she lived in the building next to mine. Definitely destiny!

We walked back home together and I admit the was a very nice person, always laughing and smiling.

-Well it was nice to meet you! Maybe we can have another talk sometimes- I said.

-Yeah sure! We definitely should!- she said and we exchanged our phone numbers.

When I entered home I decided to clean a little before James came back.

When I took clothes from the washing machine I found a bra that wasn't mine.

Why was it there?

In that exact moment James arrived and I asked him, while many theories were coming in my mind.

-Why did I find this bra?! It isn't mine!- I asked him.

-Oh... Well you just ruined my surprise! I bought it for you but I wanted to wash it before, just to be sure it was clean when you would have worn it- he explained.

I sighed, all the bad thoughts flew away.

-For a moment I thought...- I said.

-I would never do that to you, ok?- he said -I love you too much-.

I kissed him.

I loved him so much, I would have never thought that someone could love a person like I loved him.

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